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Town Hall, Sunday Noon
Tamsin smelled like the sea. No, she didn't want to tell anyone why. It was embarrassing enough.
She hadn't used the radio system to spread the news this time - she had a feeling the newcomers would know to listen for that. Instead, she'd banked on none of them having working phones anymore, and put a message out on the local messageboards.
And the Discord. There was always the Discord.
Now she was waiting none-too-patiently for people to show up.
[[ ocd up! ]]
She hadn't used the radio system to spread the news this time - she had a feeling the newcomers would know to listen for that. Instead, she'd banked on none of them having working phones anymore, and put a message out on the local messageboards.
And the Discord. There was always the Discord.
Now she was waiting none-too-patiently for people to show up.
[[ ocd up! ]]